When Love Dies
A pall of gloominess envelops the heart
The crucial pain strikes through with a sharp cut
Yearning to be healed from the veins torn apart
Tarnished and withered, it steals your breath
For love dies not of a natural death
It dies from emotional wounds lashed, unhealed
Unreturned love to the vulnerable heart with no shield
Only time will help ease the sour and rinse the tears
Shedding of heavy feathers and soothe away fears
Let the death of old love pass on peacefully
So that the new roots of love can grow tenderly
Within the heart that once cherished love wholeheartedly.
*Rajwinraj*
1 Comments:
Such a beautiful poem from the heart. So much of sadness in it. As time goes by things will be just fine. Take care.
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